[color=6ecff6][u]Emily Dawson[/u][/color]

	Emily appreciated Valerian's response to her question. But Emily really did want to see what had happened for herself. When she had eaten the cookie and Linda got onto her about it, Emily narrowed her eyes. [color=6ecff6]"Well, now I know more about it than [i]you.[/i]"[/color] She popped the rest of the cookie- unseasoned- into her mouth and stood, preparing to follow Linda to the police officers. 

	But something caught her attention. She sneezed into her elbow as a strange metallic scent met her sense. Valerian definitely noticed it, too. Emily followed behind them as they went to investigate. She leaned far over to her right side, peering over their shoulder. The mirror wasn't a mirror, it was a doorway. Or, a window. It was deep. Was this real? Valerian was noticing it, too. [color=6ecff6]"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the prettiest of them all? What story is that from? I can't remember. Snow White?"[/color] Emily mused beneath her breathe as she drew nearer to the source of the disturbance.

	It came much more clearly into view. A smile creeped over Emily's lips. [color=6ecff6]"I knew there was more to this world than entropy."[/color] She said to Valerian. Then she narrowed her eyes.[color=6ecff6] "There's someone in there. Trapped in the mirror."[/color] Her heart rate quickened as the mysterious figure, so far away, made their plea.

	[color=6ecff6]"We won't. We won't leave you."[/color] Emily said, concern flashing across her features. Valerian, however, seemed to respond differently.

	[color=6ecff6]"Isn't it obvious? They want our help. Only we can see them, Valerian. What if they've been trapped in there? What if they're a witness and have been cursed inside the mirror world? Or maybe we have nothing to gain and should help them just because that's the right thing to do." [/color] Emily pleaded with earnest. With that she turned and took a step towards the mirror, beginning to reach her hand out as if to touch it's surface.